From Paradise to Frozen Tundra

Like that picture? Yeah?
That's the view from the hotel patio. Paradise.

Well, we're back from Florida. It was sunny, beautiful, glorious, and I almost cried when we left.

So now I'm back in the real world, where bills, the scale, and snow reside. It was 70°+ the entire trip; now it's roughly 20°, windy, and snowing in Washington DC. Woe is me; not only does the weather suck, but so does driving through the weather with these people. It never ceases to amaze me how every driver from Maryland, Virginia, and DC seems to be a complete and utter moron intent on killing everyone else on the road. And giving me the finger when I pass them.

Anyway. I threw caution to the wind, and, over the past two weeks, gained 5 lbs. I'm not surprised- I spent the whole time with a drink in my hand, eating great food, and bumming around the beach/hotel/bars. It was fabulous.

I'm not overly concerned. This just means that I'll have to work that much harder this month. I'm not really feeling it at the moment, but I'm sure my motivation will return to me sometime this month. Or so I hope; if not, I'm going to hate March.

No News is Good News ... Right?

I really wish I had a funny, slightly self-depreciating story told with great wit which I could share with you.

I do not.

I'm about to work 43 hours over the course of the next three days. Yes, I'm cringing, too.

In the midst of this insanity, I need to find time to clean my car, take it in for a 50k mile check up and oil change, get my dogs groomed and medicated, clean the house one last time, pay some bills, workout like a madwoman, and pack for Florida.

What am I doing instead? Sitting here, talking to you. My nonexistant reader.

A Personal Trainer & Canine Woes

So, what's a girl to do when her boyfriend of two years is on the night shift at the hospital?

Why, blog, of course, silly!

I had a session with a personal trainer at Bally's on Monday. It was pretty much awesome. In fact, it was so awesome, that at one point I thought I was gonig to pass out. As a result, I have been worked out and stretched out like never before. I may have to cough up the money to make this a regular deal.

Oh. Save the best for last! Today I discovered that, despite the medications they're on, both my dogs have worms. Whipworms, to be exact. Not only does this disgust me, but it means that I had to cancel my reservations at the kennel for next week, and find a new kennel that would take them despite this. Disgusting. You little nasties, you, there's a trip to the veterinarian in your imminent future.

Four days until Florida, baby!